ONE HUNDRED

Well folk's this is it....the 100th post. I'm going to start with a requested poem, I asked my readers to give me some idea's for a poem. The winner and only entry was KATHERINE who wanted a poem about man's best friend, and specifically about a Yellow Lab called Samson..
Well Katherine here it is,  A poem Dedicated to you and Samson

Best Friend..by Tim Young

A black soft eye
looks out
stares
from a sea of Gold.
An open mouth gapes
rows of sharp teeth
bared
but a pink tongue
removes any fear.
The mouth almost in a smile.
The dog pants
cocks his head
wags his tail
and bends me to his will,
for walks
for food
for love and affection.
I wonder who is the master
I wonder who
is who's best friend.

Katherine i hoped you like it...

OK on with the poetry...

Point of View. by Tim Young

I did'nt have a point of view
I just had objections
contridictions
ignorence.
You had points of views
but with love
and wisdom
to know when to express them.
You
awakened me
showed me
wider horizons
you helped me down
from my high horse.
You hugged me
let me put my head on your shoulder
held me there while I cried
then
you forgave me..

Yet another one coming up..

This next one was an instant poem challenge set by a friend of mine, he challenged me to write a poem about an accident he had so here it is..

Pain no Gain

A tear of blood
fell
followed by many drops
a wound opened
quite by mistake.
The main protagonists included
a timber of wood
a strong sturdy Hammer
and
a missed timed swing,
the resulting
BASH
CLASH
PAIN
FLESH ripped wound
ende in hospital.
Fortunatly
the bone was strong
the head survived
but the pain
lasted longer
than the scream
on the inital impact.
Such a small mistake
such a lot of pain.
They say no pain no gain
but the shed remains
and is still standing
testament
to pain no gain
and the phrase
DIY
really does mean
Do It Yourself..

That one was for you vince!!!!!

I hope you liked todays poems, please let me know if you would like me to write you one.
See you all next time

TIM